Okay, I was so sure that I had posted this part ages ago, but turns out that I didn't so here it is. Thanks for the reviews! x
She was awoken by the sunlight shining through the thin white curtains of the hotel windows. She blinked a few times not really wanting to wake yet when she suddenly became extremely aware of the hands laying on her stomach, the arms folded around her waist not to mention the sound of breathing not originating from her. She relaxed though feeling awfully comfortable in the warm embrace. A content sigh slipped past her lips as she remembered everything. She closed her eyes again in an attempt to sleep but as she couldn't she began stirring. She wanted to get out of the bed and have a bath to her companion's obvious displeasure. He tightened his grip around her and pulled her closer to him. She smiled and stopped fighting him enjoying the dream that had turned into reality. She hadn't in the wildest fantasy though ever imagined them staying together, and she was scared. Scared that he'd leave her again, that it was just a one-night thing. She caressed one of his hands gently, and soon she felt his lips on her neck. "Good morning," he said his voice rusty. "Good morning," she smiled. When she tried to turn around to face him he loosened his grip and let her. He caressed her cheek fleetingly before tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "I've been thinking…" he said. She smiled intrigued, "how did you find me?" She laughed. "I've got connections in this business, remember?" A smile formed on his face. "That's right." She looked down frowning a bit. "Why did you come back?" He lay down on his back and looked into the ceiling. She rested her head on his chest and snuggled up to him. "How long are you staying?" He looked down at her. "I'm staying with you for as long as you want me to". A smirk graced her lips before she frowned slightly. "But that wasn't answer to my question, was it?" He kissed the top of her head and tightened the grip his arm had on her. "I have to go back and sort some things out. I will fly back and forth; maybe you could come visit me. I'm sure Lindsey would love Paris". She sat up. "How long, Gil?" He stared into the ceiling. "Until Wednesday." She lay back down, her back to him. He sighed. He hadn't exactly planned for it to get as far as it had this time, he had hoped that their relationship would begin to develop further but hadn't even hoped for her forgiveness. He snuggled up to her. "We can Skype," he shrugged. She laughed, "you're on Skype?"